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Mayor Shen Jiangang seemed to be digging into a dead end.
He said all the expensive wines he could think of, but Zheng Hejin just shook his head with a wry smile.
In the end, he said: "They haven't yet submitted the application procedures, and I will report to you when I have them."
Shen Jiangang had no choice but to sigh: "Forget it, Boss Feng has made great contributions to our city's economy, and he was also the vanguard of Shenzhen's reform and opening up. We believe in his character."
"Supervise it carefully."
Shen Jiangang looked at the time on the wall watch again: "It's time to get off work, let's go out for a drink together."
"Tell you, Old Zheng, I got some good things today."
After speaking, he mysteriously took out two bottles of Li Baijiu from his desk.
Both of them are old men, Zheng Hejin swallowed instinctively after seeing it: "Isn't this a shortage?"
Shen Jiangang laughed loudly: "I have a way to buy it."
"Let's go, let's go out to eat."
The two of them walked outside as they talked, without realizing at all that what they were guessing was that Xiao Li Baijiu was going to enter the Shenzhen market.
It's very simple, Xiao Li Baijiu is popular, but they currently don't have overwhelming advertisements in Shenzhen.
It all depends on the word of mouth of the old man, and many people don't even know which winery this product is from.
A very strange phenomenon.
After walking out of the office building, Zheng Hejin suddenly thought of something: "Mayor Shen, if I remember correctly, when I was studying in the Soviet Union, my teacher in the Soviet Union often talked about Chinese liquor. Serve with white wine?"
Shen Jiangang patted his head: "Why did I forget this?"
He looked at the wine in his hand again: "Is this wine an agent of Feng's head office?"
"seems like it."
"Success, let the secretary go to Boss Feng's company later, and we will use this wine to treat them."
"The price is not expensive, but the taste is soft and the taste is good. A small bottle of wine, a few sips is not too much, which is also our way of hospitality."
The two discussed while walking and entered the restaurant next to them
Nievanov knew that many people were sharpening their heads and wanting to see him.
Those who sell sweaters, pots, and bowls are all scammers, not even the manufacturers.
He has only one purpose for this trip, and that is to meet Chai Jin.
Originally, he didn't want to meet anyone, but these losers found him through their extensive connections.
?Because of the situation, I had to open two other tables in the end, and I planned to come forward to deal with it.
In order not to attract the attention of some media, he deliberately asked people to arrange the dinner in a restaurant on the side of Guanyin Mountain.
Everyone is yearning for star-rated hotels in cities these days, so restaurants in the suburbs are not as prosperous as they will be decades later.
The two-story building was opened by a minority. The main source of tourists is the pilgrims from the Guanyin Temple on the mountain.
All were covered by Nievanov.
Accompanying him on this trip was the Soviet Guard in disguise.
The surrounding area was blocked by his guards.
The shop owner looked at the countless cars parked outside the small building, as well as all kinds of brightly dressed people, scratching his head this morning.
Then he looked up at the middle-aged man in his sixties and seventies standing on the second floor, and muttered strangely: "What is the origin of this old man, this battle is not small."
His wife urged: "Why are you still standing still, there are several tables of meals to be arranged, don't be lazy!"
The store owner hurried to work.
The old man standing upstairs is none other than Neivanov at the center of the current vortex of the old Soviet Union!
Tall and straight, with thick eyebrows and a little white hair.
This is a soldier who was killed in the bloody rain of World War II. Although he is in a peaceful age, as long as he stands outside, he still has a sense of coercion and iron horse that oppresses people's hearts.
At this time, I quietly looked at the Guanyin Temple on the top of the mountain.
Suddenly, there was an aura of a hero in his twilight years: "After we have dealt with the matter, go up the mountain to burn a stick of incense."
Standing beside him was a young Russian man with a briefing bag.
Nodded: "Sir, who is enshrined on the mountain?"
Nievanov murmured: "Buddhist Guanyin Bodhisattva, Chinese people say that this Bodhisattva is merciful."
"Soldiers like us who have killed too many people should repent."
"Agata, you are lucky, there is no need to kill people in this era."
The young man has followed Nievanov for some years.
I deeply know the loneliness of this high-ranking person in the former Soviet Union.
Who would have known that the old man's tall and straight back was covered with bullet holes, and two Nazi bullets had not been taken out of his body.
Originally thought that sooner or later he would enter the Krem Palace.
Unexpectedly, after a revolution, he was already on the verge of fire.
There was no speech.
After a long time, Niivanov glanced at the people below with some indifference: "My student is here?"
"Sir, he has come and is making arrangements."
"Okay, let the people below come in and sit down one after another."
"Mr. Chai and Mr. Yu are here, take them directly to another room, I will go to send the others first and then go there."
"yes."
There are more and more cars parked outside this small building.
A trail that stretches to the outside of the mountain is about one kilometer long.
It is built next to the mountain, and on the other side is an open farmland.
It has been very peaceful here for many years, but today the one-kilometer-long mountain road is full of cars, and the long-long motorcade is very spectacular!
There are no less than two or three hundred people around the gate of the small courtyard!
There are people from all walks of life in Shenzhen, as well as those who came from the north and so on.
Chai Jin was afraid that it would be difficult for the car to get out after entering.
So I parked the car at the foot of the mountain.
The monk came with him.
After getting out of the car, the monk bowed to Guanyin Mountain and folded his hands together.
Chai Jin looked at him suddenly: "Did you miss Putuo Temple?"
The monk nodded.
Chai Jin said: "If Guanyin Bodhisattva knows that you were kicked off the mountain by Putuo Temple because of speculating in subscription certificates, he will definitely not forgive you. You should stop worshiping, lest he will be in a bad mood."
The monk was aggrieved for a while, but did not speak.
After waiting for a few minutes, Yu Pengfei's BMW also stopped on the side of the road.
After pushing open the driver's door, he took off the toad mirror.
He said with a depressed face: "What are you doing, why are these people chasing you here?"
"Aren't you bothering me? Does Niwanov have anything to do with them coming over for a meal?"
It turned out that Yu Pengfei had chosen this place.
I wanted to avoid people's eyes and ears, but I didn't expect so many people to come.
Chai Jin smiled: "Let's go in quickly."
Yu Pengfei was really annoyed by those who followed behind.
Take out the big brother from the back seat, put the purse in the armpit, and walk around. "
Several people went up the mountain road together.
There was a heavy rain on Guanyin Mountain in the early morning of last night, so there was a lot of water on the bumpy mountain road.
Fortunately, the morning after the rain in the mountains is very cool and refreshing.
The few people walked not far, and suddenly there was a rush of loudspeakers and cursing from behind: "Can you make way, the road belongs to your house, right! A few people walked in the middle of the road, thinking that I don't have a million dollars." Dare to bump into you?" (Remember this site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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